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A car covered in stickers is a person wanting to be known
We were driving north from Portland toward Tacoma today, when we passed a small import. Maybe a Toyota Yaris. Not sure, because the car was blanketed in stickers. At 75 mph, and hands…
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It’s not that hard to just do nothing — and enjoy it
Even though I am what is called “retired,” my life often reflects a frenetic quality. Not yesterday. On Monday, April 12, 2021 — a day that shall go down in … well, not…
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I gave my card to Debby
Not little Debby, the face of bad pastry. Debby, the Croatian immigre to Montreal, the barista who saw me standing outside her little coffee shop and brought a treat out for our dog…